Poem - 2001
April 1st 2008 03:24
SHE WOLF - STILL ON THE HUNT
She Wolf's teeth glow,
in a predatorial grin.
Her eyes burn
with dark desire.
This new wolf -
eyes and soul burning dark,
he teases
he tempts
he pleases.
She Wolf does not hunt elsewhere,
she does not feel the need.
But after this Dark Wolf....
She pursues.
The Other she pushes back -
kept at a distance.
There she cannot feel,
those blue eyes may not witch her.
He will not hurt her again.
Her muscles tense,
She makes a silent snarl,
eyes hypnotically locked,
on the form of the Dark Wolf,
Oh how she hungers.....
She Hunts.
She Wolf's teeth glow,
in a predatorial grin.
Her eyes burn
with dark desire.
This new wolf -
eyes and soul burning dark,
he teases
he tempts
he pleases.
She Wolf does not hunt elsewhere,
she does not feel the need.
But after this Dark Wolf....
She pursues.
The Other she pushes back -
kept at a distance.
There she cannot feel,
those blue eyes may not witch her.
He will not hurt her again.
Her muscles tense,
She makes a silent snarl,
eyes hypnotically locked,
on the form of the Dark Wolf,
Oh how she hungers.....
She Hunts.
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